Unfortunately--for the circumstance had some gravity--a mist was beginning to come down on us.

I could not keep still, I My apprehensions were redoubled.

It was that West was only awaiting the order to change the helm.

What mortal anguish soever the captain's must be, I understood too well that he would not give that order without hesitation.
For several days past I had not seen the half-breed, or, least, I had not exchanged a word with him.

He was boycotted by the whole crew, with the exception of the boatswain, who was careful to address him, although rarely got a word in return.